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(Thanks to our resident songwriter Rick Vanover - he wrote the Wogstock Song and From Montgomery to Paradise)
and now

THE CRUSHFEST SONG or (Lost Dogs and Party Frogs)
©1999 by Rick Vanover and the John Prine Shriners

They came from the mountains and the valleys,
cities, farms and towns.
To Crusherfest to honor Prine
and spread goodwill around.

PMS*red and Crusher
- a staple short of a whole knee,
welcomed friends from far and wide
to the shores of Lake Marie.

-chorus-
And the frogs were sleep’n in shifts
in that chocolate smell’n town.
Heaven rumbled while Jesus moved
Mary’s furniture around.
Cyber Geeks and sixties freaks
a yellow bus and a box of fun.
Rain soaked logs and Gomer’s dogs.
When will them sausages be done?

Big burly men with hearts of gold,
old folks and young folks too.
Singles, pairs with rain soaked hairs
shared a toke or two.

Sitt’n around a campfire
while lost dogs all sang a song.
Illegal smiles that last for miles
as the guitars strummed along.

-repeat chorus-

When John asked for a woman
that would make his knees knock.
"Right here, John", could be heard
No Shriners were in shock.

Friends you know but haven’t met
photographs and tears.
John Prine gave us memories
that will last for years.

-repeat chorus-

-spoken-

Hey, who took the candle from the Porta Potty?

Which way is the nudist camp from here?

Shhhh! Did you hear an elephant?

"You Shriners have a great time at Lake Marie"